– chris can’t stop –

There was
rain and loud trains on a
Bronx Friday night. There were
awkward court jesters in a
gender-filled fight, and with
all-the-ale, and-the
urge-to-yell, young
Chris chugged along, never
gave up the fight. Chris

can’t stop; Chris
won’t stop. Did you
see the flames in his brown eyes, the
passion for a deeper prize, for
all the rain won’t drown him…
no train is loud enough.
All that try to clown him…
he’ll stand up and call your bluff.

Ha-ha-ha, hee-hee-hee, no
matter of tragedy,
ha-ha-ha, hee-hee-hee, just
laughter of comedy.

D.J. Whisenant

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